|I used to keep this shell tight.
From the touch of love I fear
Every wall I make a guardian of myself
Hope holy until the time later
I don’t know what kind of record I avoided?
And which dreams do I hate?
I’m just not strong enough to dream
Being a life in the pulse
Why did he come in quiet?
If you just put a fairy wound
This shell is now becoming weary
Seeing a dream that has gone a long way
Susneti Martiani (0800045)
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